Spray-paint on cardboard from Target. A respirator. I'm sick of fumes but too cheap to buy one.
IRONY.

Spray-paint on old-sweatshirt.
Why the negative space? Because they're EXTINCT. Think about it.

AND got a bookcase for all my bookses! Hurrah! And then I sprayed on the dwarf-size revolver ocelot (or at least a piece of it):

Oh, and cursed at a loved one. Drama.
(OH! And fallout 3 releases tomorrow. Duh!)